and_i_dreamt sab of having to clean up a high school after the year was finished so i went through the piles of clothing and books, turfing most of it snarking things i wanted and i came across a rug that i recognised and i unfolded a corner only to find little sab inside, aged 3 or so i couldnt leave her in the empty halls so i picked her up and took her, blinking sleepily out into the world 050105 ... . . 050601 ... alephnaught ... of a guy, maybe 5 years younger than me, crashing our party. Everything about him screamed attention: loud voice, animated moves, feather hair, sunglasses, loud t-shirt, stressed jeans, canary yellow flip-flops. I think he was a wannabe rock-star. He was always going somewhere else, and this was just one of his stops. He spoke to everyone whilst texting on his mobile. Everyone spoke to him and his mobile was overflowing with incoming texts. Me? I felt dizzy, and, as he kicked off his flop-flops and pulled on some Doc Martens and announced he was off to a gig, feeling distinctly out of the loop. But when he was saying his goodbyes to everyone, he said goodbye to me last of all. Then he kissed me on the lips, and was gone. (... And then I woke up.) 050601 ... falling_alone dreamt of deja vu that circles in my brain that lingers here and there today and yesterday and the day before. say_goodbye and dance. 050601 what's it to you? who go blather from